User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-3474228-20150411011357/@comment-2246928-20150603233212

Phredd chuckled fondly, spikes rattling as he shook his head. "You two haven't changed one bit, have you? Aye, we've got room and food aplenty. Wait a tic while I open this gate..."

A few moments passed, and then with much grumbling and a gasping grunt of exertion, the old hedgehog heaved the gates open wide, leaving marks upon the grass where the heavy, sturdy gates had scraped over them. Wiping his paws upon his habit, he grinned, eyes shining. "Well, c'mon in, then, you scamps."

Saro gave a soft sigh born of many seasons of gentle longing, smiled as she glanced up at the familiar red stone, scratched and weathered by countless years of service, and grinned as she looked up to her long-time traveling companion with a smile. "C'mon, Brag."